Losing You Will Be Too Much
I shed tears, I have fears.
These thorns sting within me
more than what you see...
I have fears and shed tears.
I have lost so much:
friends, faith and inner freedom,
all I have now is bare boredom.
Loosing you will be too much...
I am now here, I am nowhere,
future failure looms
flawless faith within blooms...
I was nowhere, I am now here.
Lost in the mist, in fate's fist..
I feel worthless within;
this is a war I want to win
in fate's fist...lost in the mist.
Come O Rescue! Give me a clue...
Is life worth the stress
how come some bless and oppress?
Give me a clue, come O Rescue!
Lord have mercy, I commited a sin.
This was my un-doing;
that is where I was heading...
Lord have mercy, purge me within.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
